Dedicated to jjparesolemates
"So Jackson did the dirty with his boyfriend?"
"How old are you again?"
"Old enough to know what happens behind closed doors" BamBam winks.
"Then you should know that what happens behind closed doors, stays behind closed doors." Jaebum replies promptly.
BamBam huffs at the comment and goes back to talking to other guys.
Jackson wasn't at school today, he was busy being with his special someone.
Jaebum's head was frustrated thinking how his parents took away his microphone away from him when he went out yesterday.
It got on his nerves for some reason.
But seeing BamBam and Jinyoung who just came in, diminished his grief.
"Hey Jinyoung!"
Jaebum grew anxious. Why is Jinyoung so thin? What happened to his eyes? Why is the boy's body shuddering?
He didn't think it was a side effect anymore.
"Are you okay Jinyoung? What happened to you?" Jaebum asks grabbing Jinyoung's shoulders.
Why the shoulders? They get Jinyoung blushing, but this time he yanks himself from JB's grip with his eyes wide, staring at JB's denims.
"I-I'm in... a a daze... I don't feel good-"
Before he could finish his body shut down as his weak body gave in and headed towards the ground- hadn't Jaebum caught him.
"Jinyoung? Hey, Jinyoung, can you hear me?" Jaebum says desperately while cupping Jinyoung's feverish pink cheek. BamBam had come to see what the ruckus was and his eyes drew to Jinyoung's petite feverish body.
He's reminded of that same incident.
Meanwhile, Jinyoung gets a grip of himself, balancing himself on the ground.
"I'm good.. It's a small fever... I'm sorry."
Jinyoung assures.
"You shouldn't have come to school if it was a fever. There's nothing to be sorry about."
"I'm sorry for worrying you." Jinyoung becomes honest.
"Well, take care of yourself, okay?"
JB requests.
Who is Jinyoung, to decline his request? He freshens up his face during recess and tries to look a little less sick and dead. Woon Jae and his gang probably won't be here for a while since they would be busy with basketball practice so he's got himself easy time.
As he stared at the mirror, he's reminded of JB.
Reminiscing his voice. Remembering the details of his face. The number of earrings he wore that day. How he wears that loving smile whenever he sees Jinyoung. How he's so nice to him. He loves thinking of JB.
What he loved more are the moments spent with him and the rest of the boys.
.
BamBam couldn't get out the strong image of Jinyoung bent over, retching into the bowl, his eyes and lips puffy and red, his vibrating figure and his eyes- those dead eyes that showed fear and helplessness-
BamBam's heart constricts painfully at that image. He can't imagine himself dealing with erratic trauma.
After recess though, Jinyoung looked less dead.
"Hey BamBam?" JB questions, searching for the books from his locker.
"Oh? Yeah?" BamBam replied.
"Do you go early today?" Jaebum asked, hoping for him to say yes.
"No, why though?" BamBam questions with his eyebrow raised.
Jaebum crinkles his nose in despair as he stared down, forgetting about the locker.
"I won't be able to pick Yoon... And Jackson isn't picking up his phone" JB agonizes.
"Why not ask Jinyoung?" BamBam suggested.
"I already did ask him before, and he's sick today. Won't his foster parents get worried?" JB says.
"He lives with his aunt." BamBam said.
"How'd you know that?" JB questions with suspicion.
"The whole school knows that." BamBam replied as if he really knew.
"But you struggled to even remember his name that day?"
"I heard some girls talk about Jinyoung and then I heard he lives with his aunt." BamBam replied, his face contracting at all the nonsense those bitches spat. But he decided not to tell JB.
"Really? I thought the whole school knows about Jinyoung." JB retaliates.
"Don't change the topic, Jaebooty, are you gonna ask him or not?" BamBam says.
Jaebum sighs at life's brutality. Why does he have to choose at times like this?
He didn't have any choice, and bunking would kill him. But he'd kill Jackson first for revealing that stupid nickname to Mr. Long legs.
So he asks.
"Jinyoung!"
Jinyoung looks back and stops walking.
"Yes?"
"How is your fever doing?" JB asks touching Jinyoung's forehead with the back of his hand.
Jinyoung slowly removes himself from JB's touch and says that it's better.
JB feels relived at hearing that. And Jinyoung's heart thrums.
He'd never had someone like JB to care so much about him apart from his aunt.
"Actually.... I have a favor to ask of you..." JB says anxiously.
"What is it?"
"You're leaving early right...? Could you pick up my sister? Please?" Jaebum stares expectantly, literally begging in his head.
"Y-Yeah I can" Jinyoung stated, partly for the loving glimmer in JB's eyes.
Jaebum widens his eyes, as if forgetting something important.
"Oh, before I forget, Here." Jaebum took off his denim jacket and put it on Jinyoung's shoulders.
"That should keep you warm." Jaebum replied, happily looking at Jinyoung who seemed a bit too small in Jaebum's oversized jacket, nonetheless keeping him warm.
Jinyoung wasn't one to reject; he couldn't, Jaebum's just too persistent. He liked Jinyoung in his jacket.
"T-Thank you.. I'll return it to you as soon as possible." Jinyoung says, clutching onto Jaebum's cologned jacket.
.
He sees Yoon, and is glad she isn't being bullied today.
Yoon is sitting with her blue bag and her panda teddy safe in her arms, when she sees Jinyoung. Her face lights up in surprise and reddens. She notices that Jinyoung is wearing her brother's jacket, although it being long forgotten.
"Hi, Yoon, your JB oppa told me to pick you up! Let's go home shall we?" Jinyoung initiated.
Yoon held Jinyoung's hand, while Jinyoung carried Yoon's backpack. But they're stopped.
"That's him!" A girl screeched.
Jinyoung is abruptly pulled back to meet the dreadful fucking face of Woon Jae. Woon Jae's eyes are glinted a mad shade of red, as he grabbed Jinyoung by the hair and led him outside, not wanting the girl, who is supposedly to Jinyoung's bad, bad luck, Woon's sister, to witness violence and blood.
Woon slams Jinyoung against a brick wall in an alleyway close to the kindergarten and harshly grappled Jinyoung's lower jaw, almost fracturing it in the process, forcing him to meet his angry eyes.
"You fucking dare to talk back to my sister, you little fag?!" Woon landed a hard core punch on Jinyoung's held jaw.
"Don't you dare spread your shitty sickness to my sister you fucking understand?!" He lands a kick on Jinyoung's ribs, making him crouch painfully to the ground, leaving Jinyoung holding his left rib in immense pain.
Woon didn't stop there; he was so angered at Jinyoung for a wanton reason, he hits Jinyoung who's still on the floor with a his might. He hit him on the ribs repeatedly, and when he felt it was enough, he moved on to pin Jinyoung to the wall once more, taking a single look at Jinyoung's blotchy face, a bruise on the area that Woon grabbed, his eyes watery and then hit him on his nose. He could hear the crunch of Jinyoung's bone.
After he was satisfied, leaving Jinyoung with a profusely bleeding nose, he picked up his sister and headed home.
Yoon was alarmed at the fact that Woon had returned; her heart beating against her ribs at the fact that Jinyoung didn't return with him.